But no matter Jun Tianze or Han Bao, they are all her children.

Zheng Ling replied with tears: "tell me, where is Han Bao's soul? I'll find him now."

"My mother, there is a piece of other shore flowers nine miles to the southeast outside the cemetery. My mother picked 99 and put them on the ice coffin. Forty nine days later, my mother came with a scepter. If the other shore flowers are always in bloom, my mother will take me home. If the other shore flowers wither, my mother remember, don't take me home. That will be a great omen."

The clang feathers answered one by one.

At this time, the boy waved his sleeves, Zheng Ling suddenly felt his body flying, and then passed through the stone wall. After a white light, she fell into a coma.

When she woke up, Zheng Ling was surprised that she was lying in her bed at home. Lord Zhan sat at the head of her bed and fondled her forehead. Some hoarse voice said, "Zheng Ling, why did you suddenly fall into a coma just now? I can't wake you up anyway?"

Zheng Ling got up and sat down and looked at her room. She was surprised and asked Lord Zhan: "brother, didn't I go out just now?"

Lord Zhan patted her head anxiously: "you've been sleeping."

Zheng Ling looked at Han Jue. His beautiful face overlapped with the face of the dark night in his dream.

She thought that in order to marry her, the dark night took the soul pill as the bride price. Such a dark night was tantamount to destroying her own soul.

Therefore, the present Lord Zhan is not as sharp as the dark night.

Zheng Ling suddenly threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly: "brother Jue, I just had a long nightmare."

When Lord Zhan heard that it was a nightmare, he asked uneasily, "what did you dream of? Tell me."

Zheng Ling told him everything she saw and heard in her dream. Lord Zhan thought the dream was too strange.

However, Zheng Ling was originally a free soul transferor. In addition, many recent events were full of strangeness, so Zhan hanjue believed Zheng Ling's dream.

"Whether it's Jun Tianze or Han Bao, as long as we can come back, we should hold" we'd rather believe in what it has than what it doesn't have. " Try your attitude. "

Zheng Ling nodded: "I think so, too. Brother Jue, please accompany me to pick flowers on the other side of the river."

Lord Zhan nodded.

After lunch, Lord Zhan and Zhengling took Yu Chengqian and Yan Zheng to Wolong mountain.

However, as soon as I entered Wolong mountain, I smelled the gloomy and terrible smell.

Yan Zheng held his arms and trembled: "it's so cold."

Yu Chengqian also felt strange: "yes. Why is it so cold today?"

At this time, Guan Xiao and they saw the bodies lying on both sides of the road. Because the corpse was too miserable to see, Guan Xiao was scared and screamed.

"Ah."

The crowd followed the road and saw many people with missing organs lying on the road.

Zheng Ling recognized them as tomb robbers and was stunned.

People either lose their tongue or their eyes.

Zheng Ling thought of the curse of the graveyard and suddenly turned pale with fear.

"Brother Jue, people who have been to the cemetery have an accident as long as they have touched him."

Lord Zhan looked at Zheng Ling. At that moment, he was afraid that Zheng Ling was also cursed.

He suddenly pulled Zheng Ling's hand tightly into his palm, and then said to Zheng Ling, "he won't hurt you."

But when he said this, he was also a little uncertain and nervous.